Lyrics:
And everybody's from here
But nobody lives here
65,000 residents
But we're well known
You can call it East Boogie
But we just call it home
From Miles Davis
Lawrence Davis
Police on my ass say I'm
Involved in a couple murders
Rick, the fuckin' police, was a savage
Hе a fuckin' worker plus they took Strapp
God
and seeing a double rainbow
While listening to Bitches Brew as recorded by Miles Davis
Andre 3000
[Andre 3000]
Falling mirrors and a her hair in above
I was 17 ridin in that Lexus on 20's
18 and 19 payin nothing over 20
And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is 2-52
If you know what that mean you
on the fact that
I fell for a girl
That lives
Two thousand miles away
Two time zones from me
In a little town
And all of me wants to come around
But I
at 100 miles an hour it ain't that far
At exit 192 I-40 Eastbound her first contraction hit and darn near stopped my heart
I was gorilla glued to that
Cause there's not a gosh darn thing that we respected
How's your dream now?
Now getting active has its price
They'll call you names that aren't so nice
of King Dedede
Loaded up the bong and I'm ready to hit
Hot momma by my side rubbing her clit
She says that our rhymes are fucking lit
I'ma launch that
As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon
Where dream makers
Working white plastic processors
Invite
of the sky
Well, I was so darn happy that
I couldn't believe my eyes
We're gonna stuff 'em
Put 'em on display
'Tween Patsy Cline
Buddy Holly
Loadin' up my
the words that I'm rhyming
With the peculiar timing, or friends by proximity
I have friends who spend in loud numbers
I have friends who depend on cloud
madness
I'm with you through sadness
We've been around for a long time and known that
We've lost all the good years and kept all the bad dreams
It's safe
to the dreams that we had
Miles away,
No, you're never turnin' back,
I just can't wait anymore
Miles away,
Nothin' left of what we had,
Just when I
And I gotta drive 10 miles to work but my truck got stuck in snow
Well that’s just my luck there goes 50 more bucks to get that darn thing towed
bring new songs to sing
In Him I live have my being
Lit by dreams sittin in this cell
Beggin God to let me up out this jail
But for seven years I was
the hood
It was hard to get by hard to make it
Had to make a way anyway I could
So I had to take it
And it drove me to a point
That I had my mind on bustin'
And you fall asleep (Fall asleep)
And you dream about the stars
(Flying TESLA cars to mars)
Feels like a thousand miles away
But its in your reach (Truths
dreams
Of having white credit
After this trip n after this flip
That bitch get whatever she wish
I made Aladdin
I am the game genie
Cant retire yet
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Now Arnold Jones an' MaryBeth Jensen's in a 'Vette down by the Deep Rock
Had John Denver on the 8-track,
could take me
Far away, far away, far away from here
I wanna be miles away, miles away, we could disappear
Now I got your dreams by my side
Let's
of the sky
Well I was so darn happy that
I couldn't believe my eyes
We're gonna stuff 'em
Put 'em on display
'tween Patsy Cline and Buddy Holly
Loadin' up my
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins, and we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven
like a fucking wild gator
Silver and black Ghost, nigga that's Al Davis
Give me Left Eye back, take Fetty Wap and the Raiders
The Rams is back, them
I remember those very first steps
In front of that old tv set
You were wearing your princess dress
Man those days were the best
Before I knew it you
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